Fathers, Daughter, Son, In-Laws

Author's note: So many of you wanted to know what happened after the end of Corsets and Fighting that I decided to write this. I hope you all enjoy it.


Captain William Turner smiled as he followed his friend and fellow captain, Jack Sparrow, to the main cabin on board the Black Pearl. "I'm just sayin', I don't understand why we took the young couple, Jack."

Jack smiled at him. "I know, Bootstrap. But don't worry. These two won't be much of a problem."

"Won't be much of a problem? Jack, that lass is an excellent swordfighter. She was holding me off, Jack. And if her husband taught her, then he's probably better."

"Trust me, he is. One of the best I've ever seen. But they won't be fighting us. I saved their lives, y' see," he said as he entered the cabin.

"I seem to remember that you got me into that mess to begin with, Jack," the young man said. He wasn't looking at Jack, though. His brown eyes were focused on Bootstrap.

Bootstrap nodded to him. There was something familiar about the lad, he admitted.

"That's beside the point," Jack said. "An' I think introductions are in order."

Bootstrap nodded. "That'd be appreciated," he said. He grinned briefly at the young man. "I can't wait to learn how a wealthy young man like you knows a scruffy pirate like Jack."

The boy shifted slightly.

Jack chuckled. "Whelp, Bonnie Lass, this is Captain William Turner. His ship's the Revenge, and currently is off the starboard bow. And I still just call him Bootstrap most of the time. Bill, mate, you might want to sit down for this. This is Mr. William Turner, and his lovely wife, Elizabeth."

Bootstrap sat down.

Will smiled uncertainly. "Father?" he asked, his tone even more uncertain.

"Jack told me you were alive," Bill said. "But I never thought I'd see you…" He jumped up and pulled Will into an embrace. "Will," he whispered.

Will stiffened for a moment before relaxing into the embrace. "Father," he said.

Bill pulled away reluctantly and turned to look at the lass. She smiled at him, and curtsied slightly. "Captain Turner," she said.

He smiled. "None of that now," he said. "You're family. You can call me Bill, if you'd like."

She smiled at him. "Bill. I'm so glad to see you. Will's missed you."

Bootstrap laughed. "Now, how did you end up so well off, Will?"

Will laughed. "I married above my station," he said as Elizabeth reached out. "Elizabeth is the daughter of the governor of Port Royal. Her father insisted that I accept the gifts he's given me."

Elizabeth scoffed. "As if I needed it," she said.

Bootstrap stared at her. "I think I like your wife," he finally told his son. "She's no ordinary noblewoman."

Will smiled. "No, she's not," he said.

She took his head. "Why did you choose the Dolphin to attack?" he asked. "Did you know we'd be there?"

Jack laughed. "Not at all. In fact, we'd have left her alone if we'd known. Professional courtesy and all that."

"Jack, I'm a blacksmith," Will said.

"And a bloody good pirate," Jack said. "Even if you insist on staying on land."

Will sighed. "So, what are you going to do with us?" he asked. Bootstrap frowned, but Will clearly wasn't going to argue about that.

"Don't really have plans just yet," Jack said. "You're always welcome t' join my crew, or maybe your father's, of course."

Will sighed. "This life is not one I particularly want, full time," he said.

"Neither do I," Elizabeth said. "That little adventure we shared convinced me of that. I'll come out here if I need to, but I'd rather not."

"Then why did you learn how to fight?" Jack asked.

Will laughed.

"Because I knew something would happen- something like this- if I didn't," Elizabeth said. "I knew I needed to be ready in case I was ever attacked again. And I liked my teacher." She smiled up at Will.

Bill nodded. "Stay, just for a little while, please," he invited. "I want to get to know you again, Will."

They exchanged glances. "I think we can," Elizabeth said. "Its two weeks back to Port Royal anyway, and longer then that to anywhere else. What are you doing this far out, anyway?"

Jack grinned. "There's good prey out here," he said. "Fat, slow, rich ships going back an' forth between England and the Caribbean."

Will laughed. "And you're just making sure that you and your crews take a fair share."

Jack grinned. "Aye," he said.

Bill leaned forward slightly. "Jack's a good leader," he said. "And we've done well the past year since I joined with him."

Will looked up at his father. "How did you get free? Barbossa's crew told me what they did to- tying you to a canon and dumping you in the ocean. I knew you couldn't have died, thanks to the curse, but I was worried that I killed you when I broke that curse."

Bill laughed. "No, lad, you didn't. I got free a year or two after I was dumped in the ocean. I returned to England first of all, but Mary was already dead, and you had left barely two weeks before I arrived. Then I couldn't find you. So I turned pirate once again, and eventually took command of the Revenge." He sighed. "Then the curse broke. I knew that Barbossa had found you, and I decided to turn my ship to follow its name, and started searching for the Black Pearl."

Will winced. "I can imagine the scene," he muttered.

Bill shook his head. "We couldn't find them," he said. "Not until the Pearl sailed into Tortuga, bold as you please, two days after me'n my crew arrived. I was at the dock when they tied up, ready to shoot Barbossa as soon as he appeared."

"And of course, he didn't," Elizabeth murmured.

"Bill nodded. "Jack strolls down the gangplank like he owned the town and I nearly shoot him instead, just because I wasn't expecting t' see him."

Will started to laugh. "Oh, I don't doubt he would have deserved it anyway."

Bill joined in. "Oh, he wouldn't say so, but he always deserves it."

"I do not, Bootstrap!" Jack exclaimed.

The Turners exchanged glances before all three of them started to laugh.


Governor Weatherby Swann sighed as he watched the sunset. He'd been frantic when the Dolphin had returned to Port Royal barely four weeks after leaving, without Will and Elizabeth. Captain O'Callaghan had told him of the pirate attack, and how he feared that Will and Elizabeth were dead or worse.

Commodore Norrington had broken in then, and asked O'Callaghan if he recognized either of the ships that had attacked.

O'Callaghan hadn't understood why the Commodore had relaxed when he'd heard that it was the Black Pearl, along with another ship, that had attacked.

Neither of the other men had felt like enlightening him, so Weatherby had simply sent him on his way. Weatherby turned as he heard someone's footsteps stop behind him.

"Governor," the Commodore said.

Weatherby nodded and gestured him over to join him. "Commodore," he replied.

Norrington stared out at the sea for a moment. "I confess that I am not much concerned for the Turner's safety," he finally said. "A pirate Sparrow may be, but even he knows that he owes Mr. Turner his life."

Weatherby smiled. "I was thinking the same thing," he said. "I don't believe Will and Elizabeth are in any danger- not from the crew of the Black Pearl, in any case, and it sounds like the other ship working with them is crewed by likeminded men."

Norrington nodded.

"That is not to say, Commodore, that I would be upset if you happen to rescue them," Weatherby said. "A pirate ship is no place for my daughter to be found. And I'm sure that even pirates such as Jack Sparrow's crew might not be able to resist temptation."

Commodore Norrington nodded. "The Reliant is preparing to leave with the morning tide. I'll be going along with them, and we'll see what we can find. But sir- just off the record- I don't think we'll find them. They might find us, however."

Weatherby nodded. That did seem to be the way of things, didn't it? "I understand, Commodore. And remember that you will be outnumbered."

"I will, sir," he said. "But I don't think it will come to a fight. Sparrow has been smart enough to keep away from the Navy and English settlements. Were it not for his occasional attack on English ships, I'd be prepared to offer him a letter of marque."

Weatherby blinked. "That might not be such a bad idea," he said. "I could sign one tonight, on the off chance that you find him."

Norrington smiled slightly. "I think that might be a good idea. I can use that to negotiate with them, should I find them."

They grinned at each other.

"I do owe Sparrow my daughter's life," Weatherby said. "So I suppose that this would be the least I could do." He smiled whimsically. "I can consider it another wedding gift for my daughter."


So, I don't plan to write more in this universe, but then again, I didn't plan on writing this! So, who knows? If you people keep feeding me plot bunnies, I'll probably keep writing. But this story is effectively completed.